There is a loud shriek from the shower as Nurse Ratched finds that all her hair is falling out from her shampoo. She quickly throws on some fresh clothes (with an extra large nurse's cap) and is halfway down the hallway when she finds herself itching like crazy and scratching like a hound. It seems that the orderly sent to replace the contents of her locker was a certain Native American .Nurse Ratched has to go back to the shower, turn on the hot water and turn the shower room into a sauna to open up her pores and enable herself to rid herself of the insulation.

This buys enough time for Running Sore to make his getaway. "Sauna of a bitch!I've found a new way to do MY scalping.", he laughs to himself as he crawls out from under Liz's bed and after giving her a quick apology, leaves on the run. He has applied for emergency leave and has plane reservations to Oklahoma where he has reservations at a reservaton and no reservations about having to flee the horse-spittle. Within the half hour, he is on a plane and gone. "It'll be good", he thinks to himself, "to get back to his dear old home at Teepee 109.". The Great Spirit only knows if we'll ever see him again.

Alas, Liz, another one's gotten away....

Ratched corners Lily Festre, and after getting the name of a few shops, goes off to become a wig-ed witch.

"There'll be the devil to pay!", Nurse Ratched snarls.

"There'll be the she-devil toupee", thinks Severn, but keeps it to himself until he's sure that the angry bald nurse is out of the building.

Nobody's looking forward to the next few weeks with Ratched, as having been successfully trumped on both the ring and the scalping, she is liable to be inspired to new heights of cruelty.

I wonder who our next orderly will be?.....




I hope everybody's faring well in their recoveries.....